this is the ultra view stand that sits at the intersection of a T crossing of a logging running north and south and the little entry way I cut in the edge of woods so it accessible with a 4 wheeler. The T runs downhill to east..
It had been a rather slow morning. Cold too just 22 degrees F! Wind was calm until about 8 30. when it picked up from the east and was blowing my scent perfectly up the hill behind me.
I had rattled lightly every 30 minutes starting a 7 am. All I had seen were two deer across the valley heading up the old pasture hillside to bed. That was around 7.45.
At 8:30 i sent a text to my office that i planned to hunt till 9 am and would be at my desk by 9:30.
it was 10 minutes later when I look to my left up the logging road to the north and I see a deer's body coming my way. I stand up grab the bow There is that big tree right in front of me I use to screen my draw, and she stopped right behind the tree. Her fawn was following about 30 yards behind. When she stepped forward she had turned to her left and stopped looking down the little T part of the access trail. The angle was sharper that I liked and I hoped she would turn to her right then continue on moving past me to the south.She turned just a hair and I decided I could shoot. The arrow whizzed just below her belly right between her legs! When she ran down onto the T she actually kicked it with her hind feet. The fawn spun and ran back to the north. Ok here is where I get stupid. The doe has no idea what just happened. She stands about 15 yards from where she stood when I missed and she starts to come back up. But she cuts into the brush, then angles to my right and gets back on to the logging which turns into a well used deer trail and she continues on to the south. I watch her disappear in the woods at about 50 yards. I look to where she stood and draw my bow. I let down trying to figure out my error. I lean and look around the left of the tree and think next time I am shooting on the left side so the angle problem won't have a chance of happening again.
I turn to my left to watch for the fawn. Not that I intended to shoot it but I wanted to see it and perhaps another doe was in tow I hadn't seen. So I stand there for about 10 minutes ( now to my credit we did get enough rain yesterday to make the woods quiet) I look to my right and the doe is standing right in my shooting lane with neck out stretched sniffing my arrow!! How long had she been there and how blind, deaf and dumb am I that I hadn't heard her return? So now I pick a spot and as I begin my draw she gets a nose full of me off my arrow and bolts forward straight north on up the logging road!
My wife is looking at me strangely today telling me the freezer is on empty!